Chapter 179 Do You Think I Believe It?
When she appeared, she was clearly wearing her usual outfit, which looked extremely thin in this icy and snowy northwest. I guess I have seen her so many times that she looked the same as usual in my dream.
Thinking of this, he suddenly became alert again.
This tent is not the military style, and there has never been such a thing as a hot water bottle in the army. There was no way out of the place where he was trapped before. Who could save him?
Thinking of this, Xiao Changheng listened attentively to the noise outside and sat up quietly.
His eyes fell on the clothes placed next to him, and suddenly he froze.
It was a full set of robes and a thick cloak.
It was exactly the same set as the one she gave her in the dream.
If... the previous memory wasn't a dream, then the people outside...
His heart was pounding, and he propped himself up and moved to the edge of the tent, pulling open the curtain at the exit.
Almost at the same time, a familiar cold voice sounded faintly.
"woke up?"
Not far from the tent, a young girl was standing by the fire without turning her head. She was stirring a pot constantly while watching the fire, and occasionally throwing something into the pot.
In the half-light of dusk, everything around was dimmed, only the slender silhouette, painted in rich ink and rich colors, struck the eyes and was engraved in the heart.
"You can't blow dry the air now, turn it off first."
The girl's soft voice brought him back to his senses.
Xiao Changheng ignored it and said:
"...Are you cold? Put this on quickly!"
He turned around and pulled his cloak over him, staring at her with a gaze as heavy as substance.
Yun Qingqing couldn't hold it in any longer and turned to look at him:
"I told you I'm immune to external evil, so there's no need. Just take care of yourself."
Xiao Changheng: "..."
He was silent for a moment before he murmured "Oh", went back and quietly changed his clothes, then lay back down, resting his arms on the tent and staring at the ceiling in a daze.
Not long after, Yun Qingqing came in with a bowl of soup.
"The conditions are limited, so I stewed the herbs with the food. It's the same thing after entering your stomach, so you can just make do with it."
She put the bowl of soup aside and touched his forehead:
"Much better. Eat these and rest for a night, then you can leave."
After saying that, she turned around and left.
“Qingqing!”
Someone behind her called out softly, and her sleeve was pulled.
Yun Qingqing turned her head and pursed her lips:
"Can't you eat it yourself?"
Xiao Changheng remained silent, still holding her sleeve and refusing to let go.
Perhaps due to his illness, the man's face was pale, almost transparent, with only a faint blush on his cheeks. His usually deep and unfathomable black eyes seemed misty now, looking at...
Very easy to bully?
Yun Qingqing: ...
She rubbed her eyebrows, turned around and raised the quilt behind him so that he could lean on it. She took the bowl in her hand, scooped up a spoonful of the medicine with an expressionless face, blew on it, and handed it to his mouth.
Xiao Changheng's eyebrows curved slightly, and he opened his mouth to drink the contents of the spoon.
"Hmm..." His smile froze on his face, and he became speechless.
Yun Qingqing looked at his wrinkled face and raised her eyebrows:
“Is it hard to drink?”
She scooped another spoonful, brought it to her mouth and drank it in one gulp.
"..." Yun Qingqing remained silent for a moment, expressionless, and nodded sincerely, "Indeed."
"But good medicine tastes bitter. I guarantee that the formula is absolutely correct. Drink this and get some sleep, and you'll be fine tomorrow."
She looked at him seriously and said.
"..." Xiao Changheng was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his lips and reached out to take the bowl of medicine.
"Qingqing, you've worked hard. I can drink by myself. Don't you have something else to do? Go ahead and do your work first."
He gave her a very sincere smile, and his hoarse voice was particularly soft, like a breeze blowing through fallen leaves.
Yun Qingqing narrowed her eyes and looked at him for a moment, then suddenly her eyebrows curved and she smiled and said:
"Do you think I believe it?"
Xiao Changheng's face froze.
Yun Qingqing handed the spoon to his mouth and said kindly:
"I'm someone who always saves people to the end. I have to watch you drink this bowl of medicine obediently."
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